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Originally Posted by
Mordred 
Front car's TOO noisy, and the Back car's...TOO far for the sixth year, so the fair-haired Slytherin swaggered around the Middle Cars, checking each and every compartment, hoping he'd find one that is empty. It wasn't the same case when he was younger because he'd usually not mind the noise, or a crowded compartment. The teenager thought that he was finally 'growing up' to want and value silence.
Ethan did a double take when he thought he found an empty compartment. He blinked several times and contemplated whether he should bother the kid who was...sort of in a bad mood. Everywhere else is full, and the back cars isn't an option, so the older Slytherin knocked on the door first, opened it and stuck his head inside.
Hmm.
Kid's alone, but definitely NOT one to be bothered.
"Mind if I share the compartment with you?" He could always play the bigger student card, but he didn't want to be rude. Besides, he'd seen that face back in the Common Room before.
The knock on the door came just as Dalton was turning the comic page, and he looked up from Wolverines claws into the eyes of a clearly older boy. A Slytherin, if he wasn't much mistaken, for he recognised the face, and seeing as he'd spend ninety eight per cent of his free time within the confines of the Common Room last year, it wasn't likely that he'd be wrong.
Oh. He wanted to share. Was he even allowed to say no to politeness? As much as he wanted to roll his eyes and sulk some more, he settled for a moody shrug, a nod and a, "Why not?"
That was polite enough, wasn't it? Not that he cared
too much: the second year just hoped that the older guy wasn't the kind to decide that he was now his mentor, or mate, or something just because they'd shared the compartment.